CASTOR and POLLUX: OR, An Heroic Poem Upon his Majesty's Victorious, and Princely Generals, The Dukes of Cumberland, and Albermarle.  
TO equal You, Great Heros, we must fly,  
And fetch a Constellation from the Sky.  
Castor and Pollux are the fittest Pair  
To make a Parallel, For as They are  
The most admired Example how one Mind  
May rule two Bodies, and their Judgements bind,  
So in this Martial Expedition  
Two Heads, two Hearts concentre all in one.  
That Heavenly Twin bear also chiefest Sway  
Upon the Ocean, and his rage allay:  
For when They cast their Influence, and look clear,  
The doubtful Pilot needs no Shipwreck fear:  
They Lord it o'er the Main, And so do you,  
Beating the Germane waves from white, and blue  
To a Red-Sea, while the Batavian Boor  
Swim's in's own blood, and runs for life ashore  
To fire his Beacons, and to make the bells  
Ring backward in confused alarming knells  
Which made the Rebel Provinces all quake,  
And Foggy Holland like a quagmire shake  
A Country questioned in Geography  
If of Gods making or of Man's it be  
Forced from another Element, (And King  
Where Fish should spawn, And Spain should spread her wing.)  
Poor Boors, presume no more Great Charles to Face,  
Unless it be to impetrate his Grace  
That you may fish for Herring, Cod, and Cunger  
To keep your Vrouws, and Kinderens from hunger:  
Take heed of English Oak, and let your Broom  
With the Red-Cross no more to grapple come,  
Lest that your Lion which you bear half drowned  
Sink to the bottom quite, and ne'er be found.  
Go on Brave Amirals, may You have still  
Like that Celestial Pair one Mind and Will: 
Cast. Poll.   
May They still steer your Cours on Sea, and Strand  
Till you complete the Mighty York in hand:  
May Heaven with Trine Aspect 〈◊〉 ●air and clear  
To keep Charles Wayne still glorious in his Sphere,   

The Famous Prophecy of Grebnerus (Reflecting upon the northwest Isles) paraphrasd in Verse, and Englishd.  
A Carolo Carolus, si quid Presagia veri  
Contineant, Magno major erit Carolo.  
Charles, Son of Charles, if Prophecies contain  
Some truth, shall Greater be then Charlemagne.  
J. H.   

London: printed for Samuel Speed at the Rainbow Fleetstreet, 1666. 1º 7 bris